Politeness

Conversation over dinner turned -- as it sometimes does -- to "polite erotica".


Some persons there present didn't know what that was, so this post is for the purposes of enlightenment.


The original conversation was all about Eric Gill, the genius designer/typographer/sculptor who was also an evil, kiddy-fiddling incest-Daddy.


These pictures are in a similar vein by a French artist (who, if I'm not much mistaken, is very influenced by Cocteau).


There's something about the easy line of these drawings which suggests sensuality.


But the surreal is there too -- some of the nipples are made out of starbursts, for instance.


And now, as I'm in danger of sounding like Sister Wendy, I'd better end it here.


Yes, here's a good place to end it.